This is a post about me, and for me. I’m not going to even try to write a clever lead to entice readers to follow me – which is, after all, the point of blogging. No. It’s my Come to Jesus moment and you are free to join me, if you wish. If it resonates with you, that’s great. But it’s all about me. So. … Continue reading Proud to be a Peggy
It doesn’t take much to amuse me. Plus, I’m retired. Spending the morning thinking about, taking pictures of, and now writing about my socks does not seem like a completely pitiful waste of time. I mean, it’s definitely a questionable use of my time, but not a complete waste since I’m entertaining myself and not rummaging around in the kitchen for a snack. That’s how … Continue reading Mysterious travel socks because, why not?
It’s interesting traveling to a foreign country where English is the primary language. You might assume that communication won’t be an issue, but the different accents and slang can at times make you wonder if you’re speaking the same language at all. Case in point, in October I traveled to Northern Ireland to meet my friend Bernadette. She was born in Northern Ireland but has … Continue reading Breda’s gaze
I just addressed a get well card to a friend’s mother. She’s in the hospital back in my home town, so I went online to check the hospital’s mailing address. As I copied the street number on the envelope, I realized I didn’t need to check the zip code, even though I haven’t lived there in many years. Like my first phone number (Howard 6 … Continue reading Memory glitches
Today Tom the “pond guy” showed up at 10 a.m. to put my backyard pond to bed for the winter. He emailed last week to say it was time. I emailed back and said yes, just let me know when to expect you. No response. The dogs went nuts when his little blue VW Beetle pulled into the drive and I, hair askew, still in … Continue reading No more apologies
It’s as if my house knows I’m leaving the country for nearly two weeks. Why? Because things are going wrong. Very wrong. It started when my son Chris came over to help me clean out the basement a little over a week ago. I had seen mouse droppings and a tiny mouse carcass earlier this summer and without backup, I wasn’t about to shift the … Continue reading Murphy’s law for travel plans
I was privileged to see the traveling exhibition “Infinity Mirrors” by legendary Japanese artist Yayoi Kusama at the Cleveland Museum of Art earlier this month. Usually my blog posts focus on my words, rather than photos, but this time it makes sense to allow some of the pictures I took to – mostly – speak for themselves. This 50-year retrospective of her work opened at … Continue reading Yayoi Kusama’s “Infinity Mirrors”